PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Almost forty-five years after the event, the poem attempts to describe a rural frield just outside the small college town where I lived.  After ten weeks away from BlueLevels, the college had stripped me of joy---which would (spoiler alert!) be restored, by BlueLevels, sooner than I anticipated.  But, at that moment, I felt bereft of all but my as yet immature faith, and my c.b. handle.